//mood//funky.fresh[dressed]to.impress
//song//stay.together : n-e-r-d

//yes.ter.daiye
so yesterday, i chilled out before work. my ass slept in...and 'twas nice.

after doing my blog posting...i called alison, who was on her 2.5 hour break between classes, and we decided that i'd pick her up from campus and go get some boba...from somewhere...

she decided that we go to tea zone because she'd been there before, and they've got some good boba...but she didn't know where it was...and i'd never been there...so we drove around for a good 20-30 minutes trying to find this place...which ended up being right next door to the campus...so...it was fun times.

after that, i dropped her back off to campus...then i went home, changed, and went to work...which was completely un-busy...but, i think that'll change tonight, since it's the kick-off of labor day weekend...BOOO!!!

work wasn't so bad really...i caught this kid cutting, and it was funny, because i was all like NO-NO-NO, NO, NO-NO, NO-NO-NO!...so he reversed his direction in line and avoided eye contact, and i was all like oh dude, you can just jump back over here, over the crate, like you did to cut in line, go ahead, do it. and he did, and i made sure that he walked back up the exit queue. i didn't walk right next to him, but i walked like 5-10 feet behind him, so that everytime that he looked back to see if i was still watching him, i'd stare right back at him with an evil grin. i kept on making snide remarks about the kid to other guests so that the kid could hear them...like, to the passerbys in the regular queue: hey guys! this kid thinks he's better than you! he tried to cut! HE THINKS HE'S BETTER THAN YOU. by the time we got to the entrance, i said to the kid...hey, if you want to go on the ride again, go ahead and enter through here, this is the entrance...what's wrong? you don't want to go on anymore?

oh good times.

//[SLACKER!!!]
i am such the over-achieving slacker!

i just checked my grade for my english class...which by the way, i needed to pass to maintain enrollment...and i was all proud because i slid by with a C!!!

i am really bad, because i am really proud of my slacker achievements...

and i want to be a teacher someday...

i am so odd...but i love me. and you should too.

i'll probably actually start studying this semester...if i ever buy my books.

//mono
heaven forbid that i ever contract mono. i love you julie, but i hate your mono. i hope you get better...i saw hot andy last night, and i let him know that you said hi...i also dropped a suggestion to cross-train me to jungle cruise.

//the.chaos.that.would.ensue
andy and i discussed the utter chaos that would probably ensue if i become a jungle skipper:

benny would be in boathouse or walking the exit-queue of indy and scream DANCE BREAK in the middle of my spiel...and then i'd drop my PA and just start one of the random-ass dance breaks. guests would complain: spastic jungle skipper dropped the PA in the middle of a tour and started dancing. i was very disappointed

good times baby. good times.

//owOW!
it's friday baby. so enjoy your weekend.

no regrets--they don't work, they only hurt
--robbie williams, as quoted through miguel de leon

//mood//can't[complain]
//song//am.i.missing : dashboard/confessional

//updated.not.[outdated]
i went ahead and posted the lyrics to the song that i've been working on in the past few days on poetic impulse...so, check it out:

[~]your living eulogy

//the.premise
the premise of the song is about someone becoming something completely different. you could say that the song is about a friendship gone bad...it's more about the reaction than if anything. the major underlying question in the song is basically what the f*ck happened?

it just kind of hurts to see incredibly sweet people turn sour.

//that-was.a[segue]
i really don't get it...

i've made a lot of really cool friendships over this summer...and some of the stand out in my mind more than others. but there has been this one that has just been biting at me for the past couple weeks, because for no apparent reason it has just sort of begun to become non-existant...as if we'd never met, as if neither of us wanted to meet in the first place. on the one hand, i've come to the point where i kind of see this person as a phony...and i hate phonies. but, on the other hand, i've got this little thing gnawing at me wondering why?

i mean...it's like for awhile, we had a really cool friendship going, and i was really happy with that...i saw this person as becoming a really good friend of mine...but, somewhere along the road, it's like i stopped mattering to this person. i don't appreciate the feeling of being kicked to the curb...and that's the thing that frustrates me the most.

sometimes i just wonder if i'm too nice to people...if i'm too considerate...or whatever. i love my friends, and i loved this friend...and it just puzzles me to see such a drastic change in a person within a short period of time. i just don't get it.

on the one hand, i wanted to talk to this person about it...but, i started wondering: what will this person really get out of it? no one ever gets anything out of the things i need to talk about, because it's probably just as much my fault, and this person will probably find a way to make me feel like i'm overreacting. i still wonder if i should talk to this person about it...but...i'm just tired of drama, and i'm just starting to not care anymore.

//write.you.out
it's kind of sad, but, i've manifested the ability to write people out of my life just as easily as i've let them into my life. it makes my life easier, because it's less that i have to deal with. but, it's also confusing sometimes...ugh...i'm not gonna think about it anymore, the whole subject is losing importance to me.

//under/staffed
last night, we were completely understaffed at work...and it kinda sucked. but, we have not had a crap load of guests either...at most, our wait-time was about 25 minutes...and that didn't last long. we spent most of the night at a 10-15 wait-time period, and that's basically just walking through the temple and straight onto a jeep...but, with so few guests, the few that we had were still incredibly aggrivating...which is strange...because an uncrowded park usually warrants happy guests. it was frustrating having to deal with so many selfish and stupid people that wouldn't pay any attention to anything...last night was supposed to be a decent night...but...obviously, it fared differently...i wasn't as bad as my dramatic interpretation...it was just needlessly frustrating.

//julie
i talked to julie a couple nights ago on my break at work...it was really cool talking to her again. it was kind of funny hearing her with all/most of her voice back (working at indy will kill your voice). i hope she gets better, somehow she contracted some form of mono...right as school started for her, of all times. i really miss her, and hope that i can make it out there to visit her sometime soon (with personal money issues amounting...i'm gonna have to do some super saving).

//mood//unprepared.yet[glee]

//[two]
school day numero two is approaching...and, yeah...i'm kinda unprepared, still can't afford books...but i don't think it really matters because it's still only the first week and stuff...so...yeahh...

at least i got here early enough to where i didn't have to do the stacked parking crap...i actually got to keep my car keys today.

ugh...kinda not looking forward to the school day...but i kind of am looking forward to it...i'm optomistic though...anything can happen ;)

i need to know if i'm going to breakfast tomorrow morning though...

eh...today will be surprising, because i don't know what to expect.

//mood//bored

//you've.got[homework]
watch some homestar runner. if you've never seen it, you'll be addicted within minutes. i love it. like crackheads love crack.

//mood//smashing+dumpelicious

//how.to.start.a.school.year
so, the first thing i do when i get on campus:

i go to the mainframe lounge and watch some homestar runner.

that is the only way to begin a school year. bitches.

//oh.how.i.love[phantom.planet]
i don't know if it is necessary to add that the vendetta red show @ hollister co. was kick-ass. it was a very private event...there were no more than 75 people there, and only 20 of us knew who they were...the other people thought they were freaking phantom planet and were screaming sing california!! CALIFORNIA!!...and we were like jeez-us. but it was very good times being two feet from the band at all times.

i'm glad that i was able to alleviate some of the troubles on chris' mind...it was cool because he was rockin' out the whole time at the show.

//the.plan
[~]go to class
[~]show distance/ali the campus
[~]go home and call kristen and see if she can get together for breakfast this week
[??]go to chain reaction and see a bunch of local bands, and, oh...vendetta red
[~]sleep in. biotch-faces.